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of the doctor's taking a medicine by a syringe.
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He
turns. Fade starts at the sight of the syringe.
D: Today I'll make you some injections. That's to help
your muscles to revitalize. Don't worry, see? The needle
is very very short, it won't hurt you... Gimme your hand.
Fade stares, then she does it. |
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| The
needle enters in the skin and the medicine disappears. |
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| F(Thinking):
Mh... fortunetely the needle is short. But what's that
thing he's shooting me? |
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| F(T):
Hey, what's happening? |
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| F(T):
It's terrible burning! |
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The
doctor grabs her arm.
D: Be good! Don't get upset.
F:
It hurts!
D:
Just for a while... |
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| D:
It's almost done, turn to me, come on! Don't be a kid!
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| D:
Just few ones on the face and it's done for today. |
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D:
Stay down, I told you! It's just a second! DOWN!
F:
Moan... moan... |
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The
doctor stands up.
D: Ok, it's done. |
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| D:
Here's some cotton with disinfectant. Clean up the wounds
and dress up. Meanwhile I'll call the nurse who will bring
you back to your room. |
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The
door closes.
Fade stares and she's trembling. |
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MC
POV of Fade's reflection in the mirror.
She turns at it, then she puts the legs out the couch. |
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| Quick
shot of her grabbing the cotton ball.
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Shot
of her walking on the moquette. (BKG runs to right)
Then she stops.
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| Shot
of Fade's eyes slowly look up to the mirror.
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soon as she looks at herself, she starts. |
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| She
stares at her reflection, speechless. |
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She
gives up and slowly cleans her blood.
F:
Sniff...
CUT
TO BLACK
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| DISSOLVE
IN
ZOOM
OUT while camera rotate CW on a still drawing of two
flying horses.
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Fade
lifts the head.
F(T):
Wish to fly...
Wish to don't have any laces... |
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Fade
looks up
F(T):
...Any laces...
Pause
The only one who can rescue me... is me... |
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The
door is unlocked and opens.
N: Just a check... everything's ok?
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F:
No... I'm hungry...
N:
What? |
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| F:
I'm hungry, can't you hear? Bring me a cow, a chicken,
everything you want, but something different from this
terrible soup of water!!
CROSS
DISSOLVE
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| F(VO):
Why are they making this to me? |
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| F(VO):
I'm well now. Why they continue to shot me this medicine... |
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F(VO):
... that runs in my nerves driving them crazy?...
The
syringe slowly finishes to shoot the medicine.
PAUSE
CUT
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